We all are painfully aware that the time we have with our greyhounds (and for all pets) is finite. The time comes when our days together are done: those days are all too few.
To lose one is hard enough, but for those who lose two in a short span (days, weeks, months, even a year)...I can't even imagine. But this happened to a greyhound friend of mine.
She named her two greyhounds Atty and Scout after characters in Harper Lee's book To Kill A Mockingbird. I never got the chance to meet Scout but I did meet Atty when my friend picked me up from the Baltimore airport in 2010 for our trip to Dewey Beach. I sat in the back seat with Atty during the two-hour trip.